Short Stubble Poems
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blown with post-harvest
mist covers the stubble fields
between dusk and dawn
Written: April 11, 2023
Categories:
stubble, analogy, appreciation,
Form:
Haiku
Short stubble streaked with gray
A scarred face and eyes that know
Its a decade short of the crisis
But forty is already in tow
Categories:
stubble, age, life,
Form:
Quatrain
Don Ho was always in trouble
For blowing a tiny bubble
When Ida was born
His cheeks went unshorn
The egg on his face was stubble
Categories:
stubble, humor, word play,
Form:
Limerick
My friend has got a new girlfriend
And he’s sleeping with her and her twin
I asked how he could tell them apart
He said her brother has stubble on his chin
Categories:
stubble, funny
Form:
I do not know?
too much of everything
too much trouble
too much hate
not enough stubble
I remember a piece
of a poem once
but now I forgot
I don't even know where
it is.
Categories:
stubble,
Form:
Rhyme
Summer’s bleached itself
to bone and stubble. Mirage
is shimmer, false reflection.
First ice on the pond
a mirror of last winter
so coldly perfect, shattered.
Categories:
stubble, nature
Form:
Free verse
Chocolate curls make love-
To sun bleached pieces,
Graze my smile-
With cheeks of stubble,
And laughs of light,
Inch by inch-
Nearing my skin,
Slay me with the kiss.
Categories:
stubble, romance,
Form:
Free verse
now is glare caged and pasted dry
where once wet opened drapery skin so wide
moments stubble the truth even as it chews
on dreams stored in eyes’ dark crawlspace
Categories:
stubble, introspection, mystery,
Form:
Free verse
This limerick could be quite a chiller;
as a movie would be a nice thriller.
Who set fire to the wheat?
Leaving stubble and heat -
I hope they catch the cereal killer.
Categories:
stubble, humor,
Form:
Limerick
Soft
focus
images-
society's
face
in
detail-
stubble,warts an'
all
Hans Holbein the Younger 1497-1543
http://www.royalcollection.org.uk/eGallery/maker.asp?maker=12102
Categories:
stubble, art
Form:
Ekphrasis
my breath on your chin’s stubble,
I stroke your strong calloused hands
and feel your desire surging. . . .
Welcome home, Darling.
For Michael J. Falotico's Contest: "Spicy"
Categories:
stubble, passion,
Form:
Dodoitsu
Though not meant to offend,
I simply won’t pretend
you are the Adam’s apple
of my eye.
That stubble and those hands
may pass on OnlyFans,
but quick’s the brain to grapple:
that’s a guy.
Categories:
stubble, fantasy,
Form:
Rhyme
A hirsute young lady named Tash
Decided to do something rash
She shaved off her stubble
Oh boy she’s in trouble –
Tash now sports a beard and moustache
22nd June 2016
Categories:
stubble, body, humorous,
Form:
Limerick
When Di had a Brazilian wax
Her beautician was terribly lax
The beautician’s in trouble
Di’s got itchy red stubble
Poor Di’s scratching her pubes to the max!
Jan Allison
20th May 2016
Categories:
stubble, body, humorous,
Form:
Limerick
often
called limning
vitreous enamel
painted on copper
or ivory
opaque,
& gold
to heighten effect
of
ingenious illusion
in
soft focus
images-
society's
face
in
detail-
stubble
warts an'all
Categories:
stubble, art,
Form:
Didactic
Wind’s a’whipping;
Branches thrashing.
Chairs are flipping;
Teeth are gnashing.
Garbage flying;
Scarves wrapped double.
Those home sighing,
Sweats and stubble.
Wind chill saying
It’s much colder.
Those out paying,
Being bolder.
Categories:
stubble, wind,
Form:
Rhyme
Well, if for nothing else, I'm good for a chuckle
You can count on me before you remove your stubble
Okay, ladies, this doesn't mean you
Means before getting prettied up, woo hoo
But take care, too much strain on the giggler is not advisable
Categories:
stubble, fun,
Form:
Limerick
smoke mushrooms up and out
stubble, grass, weeds - cower
metamorphosis into clouds
bringing hope for rain
implements scratch the ground
to sow what could become
almost a saviour - but not really
thunderclaps herald
soothing moisture
for scars on the ground
Categories:
stubble, art, fantasy,
Form:
Free verse
over
the stubble
carrion crows-
the game-keeper heads home
for tea
NOTE:A cinqku is an 'English language 'version of a tanka with 17 syllables 2;3;4;6;2
no title and last two(or three) lines being a surprise/comment on the first three
lines &was created by American poet Denis Garrison
Categories:
stubble, poetry, word play,
Form:
Cinqku
Cuddly soft and so cute,
the baby cheeks were ruddy,
with out grown breaths,
I was rubbing mine against his,
I had a stubble growth,
and it was stinging fast,
baby had reasons to cry,
but it knew it was mine,
it clutched me more,
with undefined emotions,
did not attempt,
to open and pry.
Categories:
stubble,
Form:
Free verse
Well, if for nothing else, I'm good for a chuckle
Each day you can count on me, before you remove your stubble
Okay ladies, this doesn't mean you
Means before you get all prettied up, woo hoo
But take care, too much strain on the giggler is not advisable
© Jack Ellison 2015
Categories:
stubble, giggle,
Form:
Limerick
As she lays on the grass
brushing, tickling her skin.
Warm supple skin embraced
Her fingers graze so lightly
across his soft damp lips.
Wind caressing their scorching skin
his stubble scratching her cheeks.
hot breath fanning her neck
his caloused hands strokes
leaving goosebumps in their wake.
Categories:
stubble, addiction, beauty, cute love, desire, fire, sexy,
Form:
I do not know?
My love has got no eyelids
It sees but only you
No ears but so endearing...
A walk within a shoe.
It shines just like a baldy
And smells of morning dew.
It never shall dim mouldy
I blinking do heart you.
As always growing fonder
Your stubble now a tash.
Without your fondue icing
A gravel in a rash.
Categories:
stubble, nonsense,
Form:
Rhyme
Struggling
To get from under the rubble
I want to join society
But I prefer my own bubble
Deep down the devil inside
Wants me to cause trouble
Stumbling on life fumbles
I take a timely tumble
Get up with my mental
Set on rumble
And a week's worth of stubble
I want to shout
But it only comes out as a mumble
Categories:
stubble, art, nonsense,
Form:
Rhyme
Buddha was a prince before he reached enlightenment. He gave up worldly desires and possessions. What does one now a days have to give up, when all our motives are driven by desire and everything we own possesses us. Is enlightenment itself a desire, and we just happen to stubble upon it when all the schism of life fall apart and reform
Categories:
stubble, life,
Form:
Free verse